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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Canada (01/29/09)

TITLE: Chronicles of Canada:
By Charlie Comerford


It's cold... where am I?... am I dead!?

Alphonse's eyes snapped open. Then he closed and re-opened them, hoping that the image would change.

It didn't.

“Where am I!?” He called out to no one. Outstretching for miles in front of him, Alphonse was surrounded by pure white snow. Something he'd only seen a few times in his life.

“Beautiful.” A familiar voice called out from behind him.
“Fiona! You're here! Aren't you cold?”
“I grabbed a few coats from the wardrobe as I came through- I could tell that it was going to be cold by the breeze that was coming out of it.” Fiona explained matter of factly. Alphonse nodded, once again amazed at how bright she was.
“So where do you think we are?” He asked.
“I have no ide- AHH!”
Just then, Ben came crashing through from behind, knocking both of them into the snow.

“Ouch.” said Ben.
“What are you on!?” Alphonse fumed.
“You could have killed us!” Fiona bellowed, matching Alphonse's anger.
“Sorry.” Ben responded. He picked himself up he began surveying his surroundings. “Whoa... Where are we?” he asked, shivering.
“I was just saying, I don't know.” Fiona replied, throwing him a coat. “But it's not a question of where we are. It's a question of how we get back...” She mused.
“Found you!”

They jumped in surprise. Alphonse fell again, taking Ben with him.

“Lindsey!” They exclaimed together.
“You guys aren't very good at hiding. You left the door open! It was so obvious that you went into the wardrobe.” she said with a patronizing tone. “Oh... Where are we?”
“I've been saying I don't know!” said Fiona, exasperated.
“I do.”

They looked at one another.

“Who said that?” Ben asked.
“Don't look at me!” replied Alphonse.
“It was me.”

They look at their feet and then at one another.

They screamed.

“Ergh. Tourists...” the fox sighed and carried on walking.

Stunned. They watched as a talking fox walked off on it's hind legs.

“Wait!” Lindsey yelled.
“What are you doing!? That's a fox!” said Alphonse.
“I know that!” she replied “But he said that he knows where we are. Hey! Mr. Fox!”

It glanced back.

“Have you gained control of your composure?” the Fox responded.
“Yes. Sorry about my siblings, they're easily surprised.” said Lindsey, flashing her cutest smile.

Ben and Alphonse rolled their eyes.

“Please, Mr. Fox” Fiona started.
“Call me Earnest”
“OK, Earnest... tell us, where are we?”
Earnest grinned “Why my dear, you're in Canada of course!”

They blinked.

“Canada?” Alphonse asked, puzzled.
“Canada... I've read about it...” Fiona began. “...apparently, it's is a magical land filled with all sorts of mysterious creatures. It's said that very few people have ever been there.
“Uh huh...” said Ben, not really sure what to make of what was happening.
“You are quite right, very few people know of Canada and even less have come here.” said Earnest.
“Wow... so we're the only people in Canada?” Alphonse asked, his amazement overpowering his confusion.
“Not quite, there are others... But you shouldn't stay here. It's not safe. How about you come back to mine for some lunch, then I'll take you back home.”
“You can do that!?” Ben asked, his hope rising.
“Certainly. It just so happens that Canada is very easy to leave, despite being difficult to get to.” said Earnest.
“And you're sure you can get us home?” Ben probed.
“My boy, they don't call me 'Earnest' for nothing!”

And so they had their lunch and prepared to go back home...

“Here's the door. You'd best be on your way...”
“Bye Earnest, thanks for the food.” Ben, gave him the thumbs up.
“It was lovely to have met you.” Fiona shook his paw.
“Take care Earnest!” Alphonse waved as he followed on through the door.
“Is something the matter, Lindsey?” he queried.
“...Will I ever be able to come back?” she asked, tears welling up in her eyes.

Earnest smiled.

“Of course you will my dear. All you have to do is believe!”

She grinned and hugged Earnest, certain that one day she'll get to see her strange friend again.

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Sara Harricharan 02/05/09
Ahh, cute! How very cute. You had me chuckling all the way through this. Fun! ^_^
Karlene Jacobsen02/06/09
I love the fox's response, "tourists" with a sigh. This was a really fun story to read.
Deborah Porter 02/20/09
Hi Charlie. I'm running a week late, but just wanted to leave a quick note to let you know your entry "Chronicles of Canada," actually did very well in the Canada Challenge. Although you didn't receive an award, you made it into the Highest Rankings placing 13th in Level 1.

Competition in Level 1 is always very intense, so you did extremely well.

If you'd like to check the highest rankings for yourself, you can find them here:

The highest rankings are posted every Thursday evening on the Message Boards.

You definitely deserve a pat on the back. You are doing very well. With love, Deb (Challenge Coordinator)